A
true tale She sorts through
her desk. The usual things wait for her, mails to be answered, lists to be put
together, some calls to be made. Should be an easy enough day. Yet somehow she
can't bring herself to start working. There was something else on her mind. Something
she wanted to check. Ah yes, she
remembers. Her horoscope. Curious for the prospects it holds for her, she opens
the page. But when she sees it, she feels only disappointment. A
pleasure trip This would be a good time to see an art exhibit that challenges
your preconceived views about what is beautiful. Probably this will be entertaining
rather than unsettling, and you will experience something new. Or you might go
to a concert that features music entirely different from anything you have ever
heard. This
influence can signify a long and enjoyable pleasure trip. You will derive the
most benefit from a trip to a place you have never seen before, where you can
encounter something totally new. This is a fine time for a vacation. Your experience
may be broadened through a loved one who shows you new things. Or something may
happen that will teach you more about your relationship, not to disturb you but
to increase your insight.
"A
pleasure trip," she tells her friend on the phone. "I don't even have
any plans to take some days off. And this horoscope talks about pleasure trips." "But
you always could take a day off, if you wanted to, no?" her friend says.
"Yeah.. I could if I wanted." "And the last time you have
been on a trip was .. when?" "Let me think. It must have been.." "
it
has been so long that you can't even remember," her friend teases. "But
it is November," she objects. "Now, that is a serious point. Who
ever heard of people doing a trip in November?" She has to laugh. "Now
you sound better," her friend says. "But it's true. November really
is a difficult month to get some motivation together. It's same with me. Even
the simplest things, the walk to the post office, or to the library, feel like
quests through cold rainy streets. But still I think you should consider taking
a day off for a pleasure trip, like your horoscope suggested." "I
don't know," she says. "Maybe you are right. I will think about it." And
that is what she does, while she walks to the stationary shop. Thinking about
a possible pleasure trip. Should be the easiest thing, shouldn't it? But she doesn't
even know where to start with the planning. Where to go? For how long? What to
do? It's true, she hasn't been away for quite a while now, but still, just going
somewhere on a whim, or even worse: going somewhere on not even a whim, but on
a horoscope line - wasn't time too precious for this? And
then she sees it. The poster. She must have passed it time and again before, every
day, on her way through town, without ever getting aware of its existence, for
it faces a beton wall facing the street. Yet there it is. The poster. And it knows
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Now
that she sees it, she remembers that she has read about the exhibition, in summer.
Niki de Saint Phalle. A whole exhibition. Her friend had told her about it, and
showed her some pictures of Niki's work in a book. She had thought it interesting,
alluring in a way. Very different from the Impressionist paintings she had seen
in the last exhibition. Niki's sculptures, they had an own style, almost an own
kind of symbolism. And all this,
not far from here, in Nuremberg. Which is only two hours in driving distance.
She checks the date: twenty first of October until tenth of January. It must be
a mistake. Usually she misses the opening times by a week. "Now
for the shoppings," she says, knowing already that she will stop on the way
back again. Knowing already that she will go to see this exhibition. The perfect
pleasure trip. And just like the horoscope had suggested it: an art exhibit that
challenges preconceived views. Something that is entertaining rather than unsettling.
An experience of something new. A trip to a place she has never seen before, where
you can encounter something totally new. -
D. |